Remade
Kitten Siren
Chapter 2- Chiyu Shrine
Disclaimer: I OWN INUYASHA! I DO I DO! *Looks at minna and hears crickets*
okay I don't. *sigh* I told you this wouldn't work.. Okay. Okay.. I don't
own it. But I do own a plushy!
Sixteen long years passed since the death of Kikyo. The screaming infant had grown up, being as elegantly shaped as the person she came from first. Her skin a shade lighter, her eyes softer and more towards emerald green than cornflower blue. Her hair was more highlighted a dark blue mixed into the black, than the solid color. She attended a public school like all the normal children did, well sort of. This public school required uniforms. Of course she wasn't yet normal was she?
"Kagome Higurashi. in here again I see." The man sighed and sat down behind his desk looking down at Kagome who sat as innocent as can be with a fine set of purple beads around her neck just holding her books to her stomach a bit as she watched him. "You know the dress code. You cannot keep wearing those beads."
"I won't take them off. I'm sorry Mr. Hagasura. This is all I have left from my mother."
The man sighed a bit and opened up her file, it had grown thick with the normal screw ups that had to be put in there. chewing gum in class, being late for school. But most of it was a good two inches thick of paper about the beads she wouldn't take off and the detention she too happily served for doing it. He moved his fingers to his temples rubbing a bit in thought. "Kagome. we can't do detention anymore. It's not working. I'm sorry. But you need to go to the Chiyu Shrine and do some community service for this."
"It's only a necklace!" She looked at him her eyes widening a bit just the way Kikyo's would.
"But you won't change what you're doing to get into trouble. And this is what school policy say's to do with trouble makers." He raised his hand up, showing a solid gold band on his ring finger. "I know. you aren't a trouble maker. But you still are breaking dress code here. It won't be that bad." He smiled apologetically, and she looked at him her eyebrow raised.
"Yes sir. " She stood and bowed her head a bit as if she were truly sorry. And as her head lifted she wore a wickedly bright smile. "But I'll still wear it tomorrow." The principal looked at her in disbelief, resisting the urge to slam his forehead onto his desk he smiled. And wrote out a pink slip of paper and then handed it to her after a moment of writing.
Kagome took it and looked down at it. 'Kagome Higurashi. Reason to be presented: 'Failure to stay in dress code.' Weeks in term: 'Six. Reporting at 5:30p - 8p' Authorization by: 'Principal James Hagasura.' She blinked a few times and she folded the paper slipping it into her pocket. And exited as the bell rang for school to end. She waved to random people who said their 'hello's to her, and stuck her tongue out at the people who glared. She was in the middle, not loved by everyone but not hated by everyone either. Just in the middle of the mess.
"I'm home!" She called slipping off her sneakers, just making her way into the kitchen that badly needed a coat of paint. And she smiled taking a seat next to Souta, one of the youngest to live at the home.
"How was you're day honey?" The woman smiled gently, looking down at the girl with soft eyes. Not even one wrinkle in the woman's leather smooth white face as she smiled, a few laugh lines made itself present.
"Same as usual."
"Kagome. we've been over this. Would it hurt for you to take them off at least for school?" The woman pulled a pen out of her apron and held out her hand for the routine of just signing what ever Kagome had to have signed and a small lecture and then hugging the girl all in that order.
"I know." She smiled a bit as she took the note back putting it into her pocket, and turned to Souta. "How was you're day?"
"Great. I only missed two words on the spelling test." He beamed a bit, though an undertone of being a little mad.
"I'll help you if you want."
"After your own homework Kagome." The elderly woman held her wooden spoon out to the two like a staff as if she were the gentle sugar fairy of homework.
"Thanks Kag." She nodded and lifted up her bag, moving down the hall that, like the rest of the house, needed a lot of work. She went into her room and sat her bag on her bed, the springs crying with the small strain. Pulling out a pair of jeans and a dark black sweater, she shook her head laying down on her bed the clothes forgotten on the floor just staring at the ceiling. Her fingers moving over the beads just feeling them under her finger tips.
'Was I like my mother or my father? Was she beautiful? Was he handsome?' She moved her fingertips over her lips. 'Did she kiss my forehead? Did he hug me?' She smiled a bit at the thought, two beautiful people hugging her as a baby. Though the smiled faded as she looked to her alarm clock that read '4:52' and groaned softly forcing herself off the bed. She pulled on the jeans letting them hang off her hips a bit, when they came from the thrift store who would expect them to fit correctly? And the sweater that was just the right for her size. Grabbing the note from her uniform's pocket, and her bag, she moved down the hall shouting her good bye.
Kagome rode the pink bike a church had given her for Christmas to the shrine. Smiling happily, if she was going to be punished for doing what her heart said was right, than she would keep doing it. It was worth it if she was still connected to her family in this way. The shrine came into view, with 'Chiyu' etched in beautiful calligraphy over the top of the sign. With powerful steeples, and softly carved doorways that described sincerity and trust. A peaceful calm hit the air as Kagome parked her bike under a near by tree. Boys around her age knelt in a garden pulling up weeds laughing a little too loudly for the grounds, some girls were washing the windows of the shrine, and together some of the boys and girls were painting what looked like to be worn out furniture. Other people were just there sitting on the bench enjoying the feel of serenity.
She walked hesitantly into the shrine's door way, a girl with long dark brown hair nearly black came up to her extending her hand, and volunteers badge was placed on her chest, the name 'Sango' scrawled on in. And she smiled holding out a clipboard to Kagome. "I'm Sango, Fill out you're name here and clip you're form on the back of all the other papers and we'll get you started."
Kagome stared at the board, filling out her name and the day and time, and stopped, hearing a deep laugh. She turned her head over her shoulder and her heart stopped.
The source of the laughter was a tall boy about six-four, a black Nike' hat on his hair, so white it had a silver sheen to it, she guessed it was dyed since he had thick artfully sculpted black eye brows, and his eyes. she could only blush at the depth in the amber of his eyes. A white wife beater, that showed how muscled he was. And a pair of baggy jean shorts that went past his knees to a pair of black all-star sneakers. He threw his head back roaring with laughter with his friend.
The other, Sango watched with slight interest, slight disgust. He had dark brown hair, with impish eyes and a high air about him. A black shirt and long blue jeans, he wasn't muscled but finely toned. Kagome smiled and turned to Sango once again handing her the clipboard.
"What'd you do to break dress code? It says that you have. Everyday since the beginning of the year in detention?! How is that possible?" Sango looked at Kagome not getting it, her eyebrows stuck in base of her hairline.
Kagome felt eyes on her back at the sound of breaking dress code, and she moved her fingertip to the bridge of her nose taking in a small breath. "It's not like that. I wouldn't take off my necklace, in turn I got detention. End of story."
"Really?" Sango's tone had the enquiry that Kagome was lying to her.
"Yep."
"Oh, well okay. Well." Sango swallowed a little uncomfortable with jumping to conclusions. "I guess. I guess I could put you with going to the attic and putting anything that wouldn't go for the medieval fair on the floor. Things like masks, equipment. and rugs. Anything will do. And everything else just stack. I'll send somebody to help you when one of them finishes. Any questions?"
"What's the medieval fair?"
"You haven't herd about it?" Sango smiled a little as if Kagome had grown another head and continued. "It's in a few weeks, the people here have to participate. Sorry Kagome, you're in it too. It's just a fair that has a few rides, some booths to sell some old stuff. People dress up and try to have fun. It's the Shrines way of just having a fun little shin dig. Anything else?" Sango tilted her head to the side and turned to the white haired boy who was clowning off with the brown haired boy again by playing let's throw the antique vase around till one of us breaks it. "Inuyasha! Miroku! Knock it off before I come over there!"
"Yes Sir!" Miroku saluted, and Inuyasha followed his mark, and stuck out his tongue at her while Miroku crossed his eyes. His vision turned to Kagome and he instantly pushed Inuyasha away running over to her and grabbing onto her hands gazing down into her eyes.
"What a beautiful maiden thy god's have put here. Will you bear my child?" Miroku lowered his head a bit as if to kiss her, and was instantly rewarded with not only Kagome giving him a good smack (SMACK WACK BACK JACK NICK NACK! WEEE!!! .. - sigh - I just wanted to be Edward for a moment.. - sob -) on the cheek while Sango hitting him on top of the head with her clip board.
"Knock if off Miroku! What did I tell you about scaring people?" Inuyasha started to laugh at the scene and Sango instantly turned on him.
"And you! Stop encouraging him!"
"Yes Sir Camelot!"
"Inuyasha!" Sango clenched her hands into a fist and narrowed her eyes.
"Yes My lord Camelot?"
"Ug. Go help Kagome in the attic."
"Why would I want to help a wench?"
"I am not a wench!" Kagome stamped her foot.
"Go now Inuyasha. Miroku you can help me with the sewing."
"Feh."
"That's not fair! I hate to sew!"
"Then you can wear the dress. you know that beautiful rosy pink one that you wore last time." Sango smiled smugly while Miroku's face paled.
"Sango! You swore you'd never tell anyone about that!"
"Oops." She grabbed Miroku by the ear pulling him through a set of doors leaving Inuyasha and Kagome to stand there in disbelief.
"I guess we should start now?" Inuyasha looked at her and then just walked up a set of Stairs leaving Kagome to follow. Up about three floors they went, the farther up they went the darker it got and the dustier it became. Finally Inuyasha put his hand on the door and eased it open. Boxes, crates, dust, books, mannequins, dust. and more dust covered the whole space of the room.
"Figures." Inuyasha spoke low and shook his head and looked around. Kagome looked at him then around the room. She sighed a bit and walked over to a Box and pulled it down and just poured it's contents onto the floor, random newspaper articles littering around her. She sorted through them looking over the names and faces of people who took care of the shrine, some beautiful ones of people who volunteered there. "Wench, stop playing around and start working." Inuyasha grunted lifting up an old looking trunk and setting it hard onto the floor with a loud bang that opened the lid. "Stop ordering me around! And I am not a wench! You... You. rrr!" She shook her head in disgust and lifted up another article. "Hey, I didn't know that the shrine had a grave yard." "Duh. It's behind that stupid well with the gates all around it, it's behind that cluster of willow and sakura trees." He looked at her for a moment, then at the clothes in the boxes. "Geese, how long has this stuff been in here?" Kagome looked back at the article, her hand moving to her cheek as she read what she saw aloud. "Chiyu Shrine sadly buries Kikyo," at this moment Inuyasha started to listen to her. "Sixteen year old community sweetheart drove her new car off a bridge into an embankment of water. Studying to be a shrine priestess, Kikyo died only two nights before her coronation to be accepted and given her final scroll." Kagome looked at the picture of a red carnation for the photo it was in place of, and smiled sadly. "The old hag's still talk about her." Kagome looked at Inuyasha expecting him to go on, and she sighed when he didn't. "Can you show me the cemetery?" "Why?" "I've seen everything else." She put the newspapers into the box and resealed it with the clear tape they had given them. Then wrote 'Shrine News Info.' on every side of the box. "Feh. Fine I'll show you. Wench!" "Thank you I.. I AM NOT A WENCH." Inuyasha lifted his lips up on one side and shook his head. "Sure you aren't."
That's it for Chapter 2! Thanks to you guys who reviewed. I'm going to make a small correction on the car in chapter one. Take away the 2003 mustang convertible. And lets make it a restored firebird. BTW: Kikyo died in 1987. So that would make Kikyo sixteen. Kikyo's parents 16 years aged now. And Kagome 16 years old. We'll make Inuyasha 18. ^^; You'll see later! Keep reviewing and please tell me what you'd like to see in this story. I might even add a lemon chapter!!!
LOVE YA!!!
Sixteen long years passed since the death of Kikyo. The screaming infant had grown up, being as elegantly shaped as the person she came from first. Her skin a shade lighter, her eyes softer and more towards emerald green than cornflower blue. Her hair was more highlighted a dark blue mixed into the black, than the solid color. She attended a public school like all the normal children did, well sort of. This public school required uniforms. Of course she wasn't yet normal was she?
"Kagome Higurashi. in here again I see." The man sighed and sat down behind his desk looking down at Kagome who sat as innocent as can be with a fine set of purple beads around her neck just holding her books to her stomach a bit as she watched him. "You know the dress code. You cannot keep wearing those beads."
"I won't take them off. I'm sorry Mr. Hagasura. This is all I have left from my mother."
The man sighed a bit and opened up her file, it had grown thick with the normal screw ups that had to be put in there. chewing gum in class, being late for school. But most of it was a good two inches thick of paper about the beads she wouldn't take off and the detention she too happily served for doing it. He moved his fingers to his temples rubbing a bit in thought. "Kagome. we can't do detention anymore. It's not working. I'm sorry. But you need to go to the Chiyu Shrine and do some community service for this."
"It's only a necklace!" She looked at him her eyes widening a bit just the way Kikyo's would.
"But you won't change what you're doing to get into trouble. And this is what school policy say's to do with trouble makers." He raised his hand up, showing a solid gold band on his ring finger. "I know. you aren't a trouble maker. But you still are breaking dress code here. It won't be that bad." He smiled apologetically, and she looked at him her eyebrow raised.
"Yes sir. " She stood and bowed her head a bit as if she were truly sorry. And as her head lifted she wore a wickedly bright smile. "But I'll still wear it tomorrow." The principal looked at her in disbelief, resisting the urge to slam his forehead onto his desk he smiled. And wrote out a pink slip of paper and then handed it to her after a moment of writing.
Kagome took it and looked down at it. 'Kagome Higurashi. Reason to be presented: 'Failure to stay in dress code.' Weeks in term: 'Six. Reporting at 5:30p - 8p' Authorization by: 'Principal James Hagasura.' She blinked a few times and she folded the paper slipping it into her pocket. And exited as the bell rang for school to end. She waved to random people who said their 'hello's to her, and stuck her tongue out at the people who glared. She was in the middle, not loved by everyone but not hated by everyone either. Just in the middle of the mess.
"I'm home!" She called slipping off her sneakers, just making her way into the kitchen that badly needed a coat of paint. And she smiled taking a seat next to Souta, one of the youngest to live at the home.
"How was you're day honey?" The woman smiled gently, looking down at the girl with soft eyes. Not even one wrinkle in the woman's leather smooth white face as she smiled, a few laugh lines made itself present.
"Same as usual."
"Kagome. we've been over this. Would it hurt for you to take them off at least for school?" The woman pulled a pen out of her apron and held out her hand for the routine of just signing what ever Kagome had to have signed and a small lecture and then hugging the girl all in that order.
"I know." She smiled a bit as she took the note back putting it into her pocket, and turned to Souta. "How was you're day?"
"Great. I only missed two words on the spelling test." He beamed a bit, though an undertone of being a little mad.
"I'll help you if you want."
"After your own homework Kagome." The elderly woman held her wooden spoon out to the two like a staff as if she were the gentle sugar fairy of homework.
"Thanks Kag." She nodded and lifted up her bag, moving down the hall that, like the rest of the house, needed a lot of work. She went into her room and sat her bag on her bed, the springs crying with the small strain. Pulling out a pair of jeans and a dark black sweater, she shook her head laying down on her bed the clothes forgotten on the floor just staring at the ceiling. Her fingers moving over the beads just feeling them under her finger tips.
'Was I like my mother or my father? Was she beautiful? Was he handsome?' She moved her fingertips over her lips. 'Did she kiss my forehead? Did he hug me?' She smiled a bit at the thought, two beautiful people hugging her as a baby. Though the smiled faded as she looked to her alarm clock that read '4:52' and groaned softly forcing herself off the bed. She pulled on the jeans letting them hang off her hips a bit, when they came from the thrift store who would expect them to fit correctly? And the sweater that was just the right for her size. Grabbing the note from her uniform's pocket, and her bag, she moved down the hall shouting her good bye.
Kagome rode the pink bike a church had given her for Christmas to the shrine. Smiling happily, if she was going to be punished for doing what her heart said was right, than she would keep doing it. It was worth it if she was still connected to her family in this way. The shrine came into view, with 'Chiyu' etched in beautiful calligraphy over the top of the sign. With powerful steeples, and softly carved doorways that described sincerity and trust. A peaceful calm hit the air as Kagome parked her bike under a near by tree. Boys around her age knelt in a garden pulling up weeds laughing a little too loudly for the grounds, some girls were washing the windows of the shrine, and together some of the boys and girls were painting what looked like to be worn out furniture. Other people were just there sitting on the bench enjoying the feel of serenity.
She walked hesitantly into the shrine's door way, a girl with long dark brown hair nearly black came up to her extending her hand, and volunteers badge was placed on her chest, the name 'Sango' scrawled on in. And she smiled holding out a clipboard to Kagome. "I'm Sango, Fill out you're name here and clip you're form on the back of all the other papers and we'll get you started."
Kagome stared at the board, filling out her name and the day and time, and stopped, hearing a deep laugh. She turned her head over her shoulder and her heart stopped.
The source of the laughter was a tall boy about six-four, a black Nike' hat on his hair, so white it had a silver sheen to it, she guessed it was dyed since he had thick artfully sculpted black eye brows, and his eyes. she could only blush at the depth in the amber of his eyes. A white wife beater, that showed how muscled he was. And a pair of baggy jean shorts that went past his knees to a pair of black all-star sneakers. He threw his head back roaring with laughter with his friend.
The other, Sango watched with slight interest, slight disgust. He had dark brown hair, with impish eyes and a high air about him. A black shirt and long blue jeans, he wasn't muscled but finely toned. Kagome smiled and turned to Sango once again handing her the clipboard.
"What'd you do to break dress code? It says that you have. Everyday since the beginning of the year in detention?! How is that possible?" Sango looked at Kagome not getting it, her eyebrows stuck in base of her hairline.
Kagome felt eyes on her back at the sound of breaking dress code, and she moved her fingertip to the bridge of her nose taking in a small breath. "It's not like that. I wouldn't take off my necklace, in turn I got detention. End of story."
"Really?" Sango's tone had the enquiry that Kagome was lying to her.
"Yep."
"Oh, well okay. Well." Sango swallowed a little uncomfortable with jumping to conclusions. "I guess. I guess I could put you with going to the attic and putting anything that wouldn't go for the medieval fair on the floor. Things like masks, equipment. and rugs. Anything will do. And everything else just stack. I'll send somebody to help you when one of them finishes. Any questions?"
"What's the medieval fair?"
"You haven't herd about it?" Sango smiled a little as if Kagome had grown another head and continued. "It's in a few weeks, the people here have to participate. Sorry Kagome, you're in it too. It's just a fair that has a few rides, some booths to sell some old stuff. People dress up and try to have fun. It's the Shrines way of just having a fun little shin dig. Anything else?" Sango tilted her head to the side and turned to the white haired boy who was clowning off with the brown haired boy again by playing let's throw the antique vase around till one of us breaks it. "Inuyasha! Miroku! Knock it off before I come over there!"
"Yes Sir!" Miroku saluted, and Inuyasha followed his mark, and stuck out his tongue at her while Miroku crossed his eyes. His vision turned to Kagome and he instantly pushed Inuyasha away running over to her and grabbing onto her hands gazing down into her eyes.
"What a beautiful maiden thy god's have put here. Will you bear my child?" Miroku lowered his head a bit as if to kiss her, and was instantly rewarded with not only Kagome giving him a good smack (SMACK WACK BACK JACK NICK NACK! WEEE!!! .. - sigh - I just wanted to be Edward for a moment.. - sob -) on the cheek while Sango hitting him on top of the head with her clip board.
"Knock if off Miroku! What did I tell you about scaring people?" Inuyasha started to laugh at the scene and Sango instantly turned on him.
"And you! Stop encouraging him!"
"Yes Sir Camelot!"
"Inuyasha!" Sango clenched her hands into a fist and narrowed her eyes.
"Yes My lord Camelot?"
"Ug. Go help Kagome in the attic."
"Why would I want to help a wench?"
"I am not a wench!" Kagome stamped her foot.
"Go now Inuyasha. Miroku you can help me with the sewing."
"Feh."
"That's not fair! I hate to sew!"
"Then you can wear the dress. you know that beautiful rosy pink one that you wore last time." Sango smiled smugly while Miroku's face paled.
"Sango! You swore you'd never tell anyone about that!"
"Oops." She grabbed Miroku by the ear pulling him through a set of doors leaving Inuyasha and Kagome to stand there in disbelief.
"I guess we should start now?" Inuyasha looked at her and then just walked up a set of Stairs leaving Kagome to follow. Up about three floors they went, the farther up they went the darker it got and the dustier it became. Finally Inuyasha put his hand on the door and eased it open. Boxes, crates, dust, books, mannequins, dust. and more dust covered the whole space of the room.
"Figures." Inuyasha spoke low and shook his head and looked around. Kagome looked at him then around the room. She sighed a bit and walked over to a Box and pulled it down and just poured it's contents onto the floor, random newspaper articles littering around her. She sorted through them looking over the names and faces of people who took care of the shrine, some beautiful ones of people who volunteered there. "Wench, stop playing around and start working." Inuyasha grunted lifting up an old looking trunk and setting it hard onto the floor with a loud bang that opened the lid. "Stop ordering me around! And I am not a wench! You... You. rrr!" She shook her head in disgust and lifted up another article. "Hey, I didn't know that the shrine had a grave yard." "Duh. It's behind that stupid well with the gates all around it, it's behind that cluster of willow and sakura trees." He looked at her for a moment, then at the clothes in the boxes. "Geese, how long has this stuff been in here?" Kagome looked back at the article, her hand moving to her cheek as she read what she saw aloud. "Chiyu Shrine sadly buries Kikyo," at this moment Inuyasha started to listen to her. "Sixteen year old community sweetheart drove her new car off a bridge into an embankment of water. Studying to be a shrine priestess, Kikyo died only two nights before her coronation to be accepted and given her final scroll." Kagome looked at the picture of a red carnation for the photo it was in place of, and smiled sadly. "The old hag's still talk about her." Kagome looked at Inuyasha expecting him to go on, and she sighed when he didn't. "Can you show me the cemetery?" "Why?" "I've seen everything else." She put the newspapers into the box and resealed it with the clear tape they had given them. Then wrote 'Shrine News Info.' on every side of the box. "Feh. Fine I'll show you. Wench!" "Thank you I.. I AM NOT A WENCH." Inuyasha lifted his lips up on one side and shook his head. "Sure you aren't."
That's it for Chapter 2! Thanks to you guys who reviewed. I'm going to make a small correction on the car in chapter one. Take away the 2003 mustang convertible. And lets make it a restored firebird. BTW: Kikyo died in 1987. So that would make Kikyo sixteen. Kikyo's parents 16 years aged now. And Kagome 16 years old. We'll make Inuyasha 18. ^^; You'll see later! Keep reviewing and please tell me what you'd like to see in this story. I might even add a lemon chapter!!!
LOVE YA!!!